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Oh Mishima, patron of this lost sun
Temples of the golden dawn your own
Guide me rightly, duty bound to death's perfection
I'd give all heart for what your steel endows

Be Sebastian, beauty constant under torture
Rise against this threat displacement hides

As you tread on this fresh spring snow
Your touch turns so numb
That your hands won't move
Then you will sing in you chains like the sea
And shame grace as you shake and you fall down

Oh Mishima, guardian of this lost sun
Angel to my occidental eyes
Teach me blindly, banned from these forbidden colors
Secrets mask these Hagakure vows
Sweet the violence, discipline an inner silence
Burn through life at last to be alone

As you reach for this strange unknown
It slips past your grasp, too cold and removed
Then you will search
For you name among the leaves
And lose faith as you break and you fall down

(kami no ku)
Hallowed sea calling
me, marching towards the shores
of antiquity
(shimo ku)
Hallowed sea, deep and green, the
sounds of waves crash over me
(kami no ku)
Hallowed sea calling
me, marching towards the shores
of identity
(shimo ku)
Hallowed sea, deep and green, the
sounds of waves crash over me

Oh Mishima...
Oh Mishima...